The works of Laurence Sterne, with a life of the author, written by himselfEdinburgh, 1803 |
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... uncle Toby and Trim- ( to fay nothing of myself ) and , to crown all- -the occurrences and scrapes which we were perpetually meeting and getting into , in confequence of his systems and opiniatry - they were of fo odd , fo mixed and ...
... uncle Toby and Trim- ( to fay nothing of myself ) and , to crown all- -the occurrences and scrapes which we were perpetually meeting and getting into , in confequence of his systems and opiniatry - they were of fo odd , fo mixed and ...
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... Toby , faid my father , whilft dinner is coddling to the abbey of Saint Germain , if it be only to see these bodies , of which Monfieur Sequier has given fuch a recommendation - I'll go to fee any body , quoth my uncle Toby ; for he was ...
... Toby , faid my father , whilft dinner is coddling to the abbey of Saint Germain , if it be only to see these bodies , of which Monfieur Sequier has given fuch a recommendation - I'll go to fee any body , quoth my uncle Toby ; for he was ...
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Laurence Sterne. Then he has been as great , faid my uncle , in the field , as in the cabinet - I dare fay he has been a gallant foldier - He was a monk - faid the facriftan . My uncle Toby and Trim fought comfort in each other's faces ...
Laurence Sterne. Then he has been as great , faid my uncle , in the field , as in the cabinet - I dare fay he has been a gallant foldier - He was a monk - faid the facriftan . My uncle Toby and Trim fought comfort in each other's faces ...
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... uncle Toby I am pretty much of your opinion , brother Toby , faid my father . -Poor St. Maxima ! faid my uncle Toby low to himself , as we turn'd from her tomb : She was one of the fairest and most beautiful ladies either of Italy or ...
... uncle Toby I am pretty much of your opinion , brother Toby , faid my father . -Poor St. Maxima ! faid my uncle Toby low to himself , as we turn'd from her tomb : She was one of the fairest and most beautiful ladies either of Italy or ...
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Laurence Sterne. while you are paying that vifit , brother Shandy , quoth my uncle Toby — the corporal and I will mount the ramparts . CHAP . XXVIII . -Now this is the most puzzled skein of all—— for in this laft chapter , as far at ...
Laurence Sterne. while you are paying that vifit , brother Shandy , quoth my uncle Toby — the corporal and I will mount the ramparts . CHAP . XXVIII . -Now this is the most puzzled skein of all—— for in this laft chapter , as far at ...
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